Flushed

I'm going through one of those periods in which I keep thinking about things I want to write here, but can't muster the time to write them. The madness of last week, in which I traveled to the Bay Area, back and forth between Tucson and Phoenix, and then headed to Albuquerque for the ASA, has made a margin call on my personal resources. Plus, we're experiencing that strange time of year in which the body struggles to cope with change. Highs in the 90s give way to lows in the 50s, sometimes even colder. And then there's the election here in the States, which seems to be all I can spend my free hours thinking about. This is all by way of asking you to bear with me, until I can once again contribute more regularly to your reading.